When asked if he had ever said anything negative publicly about Mr. Trump, Mr. Johnson paused for several seconds. “I doubt it,” he concluded. After reflecting more, he offered one potential area for improvement: The evangelist Franklin Graham, he said, is working to get the president to stop cursing.
(The concomitant willful ignorance and general effusion of associated aromas notwithstanding…)
Addendum: This post is really about a personal beef I have with a few folks I know on the “conservative” “Christian” right, who are not even close to alone, apparently. Namely, the excusing or ignoring or spreading all manner of lies and injustices and nonsense while the complaint about people who (gasp) use fowl language is never far from them.
Of course, everyone knows that on behalf of the Lord Jesus Christ, the first question St. Peter shall ask will not be about widows and orphans, nor about justice, mercy, and humility, nor about bearing witness, but about whether you said or condoned saying fuck, shit, or asshole like some goddamn heathen. (“I’m just proving a point. You don’t have to celebrate it, Frank.”)
Naturally, President DJT is never mentioned, and if I bring him up I’ll get a “Well, I didn’t say I like his language.” (“Well” is the only meaningful part of that sentence.) The woke F-bomb mob is public enemy number one, of course, all day and night, but no thought is given to Mr. “Get the fuck out of the car or my friend will shoot you in the face.”
You could call it a righteousness narrowly defined, but as I’ve encountered it I would only call it self-righteousness — petty psychological appeasement for a shallow corrupted American conscience. Anything to tell yourself — thank God! — you’re not like them.